Glamorous Hollywood? Not so much actually. It's more cheesy and bling bling Hollywood these days. I saw Jimi Hendrix's star and Frank Sinatra's star in the first fifty steps and that was good enough for me. I recommend the Hollywood Walk of Fame, Grauman's Chinese Theatre and that's about it for the strip.
Once I fled tourist town, I headed north. I spotted the legendary Hollywood sign from afar and attended a mellow mansion party tucked away in the hills. A DJ spun tunes near the pool and a crowd huddled around the warm bonfire pit. There was an open bar and lots of mini hamburger hors-d'oeuvres circling the party. It was the perfect spot for a couple of cocktails before making my way to Voyeur. This nightclub is now one of the hottest places to party in LA. With extremely selective screening, it's almost impossible to get in without connections. Once inside though, it's a whole other world. The venue is decorated in exposed brick, antique chandeliers, leather couches and brass tables. It features 1920s glass windows from the old New York Times building on West 43rd Street and one separate room is wallpapered in sexy photo filmstrips. All these pieces make it feel like an old boys pad where sophisticated men wearing velvet robes should smoke from a pipe and swirl fine Cognac.
Here are some pics I've included from the website and a personal photo of me on the dance floor. If you'd like to check out more on this provocative venue go to http://voyeur7969.com/index.html